Chen Mu met the protagonist. The Battle of Bozhou, one of the three major battles in Wanli, was the one who fought against Yang Yinglong.

The Yang family of Bozhou for 700 years was also destroyed by the war that took place in the twenty-ninth year and was destroyed by Yang Yinglong, the 29th heir of the Yang family.

Yang Yinglong is probably the Ming Dynasty chieftain Chen Mu is most familiar with. He has watched documentaries in Hailongtun, which even contains tombs of the ancestors of the Yang family.

He originally played Yang Yinglong's life. Three years later, he went to the Imperial College to study and inherit the Xuanwei envoy. More than 20 years later, because his mistress killed his wife and his family, he was falsely accused of rebellion and sued him as the Xuanwei envoy. He wanted to lead his troops north to fight against the Japanese and atone for atonement. He wanted to lose money and lose money and atone for atonement, but his son was killed.

The Battle of Bozhou in the Ming Dynasty was launched, and Hailong Tun was destroyed. After seven hundred years, the Yang family was eliminated, and Bozhou was changed to land and returned to the current.

After his cruel and suspicious personality, Chen Mu believed that it was a war that would inevitably happen. As long as the Yang family was still the chieftain, there would inevitably be a battle in Bozhou, sooner or later.

According to his understanding, the boy who was beaten up by Deng Zilong must be Yang Yinglong.

But what Chen Mu couldn't understand was that this little chieftain did not steadily be the little prince in Guizhou and enjoy wealth and prosperity. What should he do if he did?

They were completely out of reach, and this was even more fantastic than Zhang Juzheng's visit to Nanyang Guard to find him.

He took Shen Zonglian all the way back to the Guard Office. At the door, he saw more than a dozen Miao warriors wearing armor who were different from ordinary people and surrounded by them.

These warriors with barefoots, armored and slanted buns and turbans, were majestic. Some people paused to the shoulders with big silver-copper beast-faced cards. If they did not hold big cards, they carried huge medicine crossbows on their shoulders. Each person held a long pole in the other hand, either a spear or a javelin, with ring knives inserted around their waists.

The armor and machinery are excellent and the appearance is strong.

All of them were fantasized by Chen Mu. Now these warriors are busy trying to persuade them to fight. Chen Mu has no idea how they carried these weapons. The javelin shields are scattered all over the ground. Several Miao warriors are stopping the rushing force of a handsome young man in a luxurious dress in 17 or 18 years old.

The young man was wearing a white robe and armor. At this time, the white robe was full of wrinkles as if it was rolling on the ground, and his face was also very ferocious. The arm guard with his right hand that was stopped by someone was no longer known where it fell. His sleeves fell on his elbow and his delicate steel knife was raised in his hand. Even if he was stopped by seven or eight Miao soldiers, he still shouted and scolded.

"Come on! I can dodge my way and I'm stopped! I beat me with my fists and feet. Come on and compare the sword! Come on!"

The guy is very fierce, his jade belt is torn off and he wants to chop people.

It seems that Yang Yinglong has played one game and has not taken advantage of it, but it is already very good that he has not been fucked.

His martial arts are good, but he has a lot of eyesight to choose opponents. There are two martial arts scholars in the Nanyang Guard. Deng Zilong's martial arts are the most powerful in the Nanyang Guard. Chen Mu thinks that Yang Yinglong is completely full and dares to scold him. It really makes Deng Zilong slaughtered and has no place to deal with him.

He glanced at Deng Zilong, and Chen Mu even more understood.

I don’t know who was the one who was not interested in watching the fun and brought a big chair to the guards’ yamen. Deng Zilong, wearing armor and helmet, sat on the chair with a big golden sword, with no sweat on his face, and looked at Yang Yinglong who was stopped by the Miao Bing with pity.

"Don't stop him, let him come over - hey, go to the yamen to pour a cup of tea." Deng Qianhu said slowly, and ordered the flag army to do some small work. He turned his head and raised a fist, "Deng asked him to have one hand."

Needless to say, the chair must have been moved by Deng Zilong. The second-in-command of Nanyang Guard came across a fun thing today.

Yang Yinglong is not fun.

Chen Mu stepped forward, and Yu Ding, who was watching the fun in the street, saw the commander and bowed down and bowed. The Miao soldiers were as if they were facing a great enemy.

It's not because of people. Although Chen Mu, who was wearing a tiger robe with a patterned tiger robe, was hanging a steel knife on his waist and holding a six-ga magic pole in his hand, was very stressful, but what really made the Miao soldiers feel like they were facing a great enemy was because of Teacher Chen's teaching aids - two Nanyang-made five-pound copper shell cannons. The big guy with a muzzle as thick as a man's arm was hanging a cannon cart and was pushed forward by several soldiers. The small bucket hanging under the muzzle squeaked and squeaked.

Even Yang Yinglong stopped making trouble.

Seeing Chen Mu getting closer and closer, when the Miao soldiers who were protecting him approached like they did not exist, Miao soldiers did not dare to stop him. He actually asked him to walk in front of Yang Yinglong half a step, and almost raised Miao sword and could slash Chen Mu's head as soon as he fell.

Chen Mu was taller than Yang Yinglong, and the little toast raised his face slightly, his eyes swaying between Chen Mu and the two black muzzles behind him. The raised Miao Dao slowly took it away, "I, you, I'm playing with Deng Qianhu... What are you doing when you push the cannon!"

It was because of Yang Yinglong's words that Chen Mu realized that two five-pound cannons were followed by him. He subconsciously wanted to turn around and call the cannons to push the cannon into the cannon warehouse, but he stopped him and simply ignored Yang Yinglong.

His arrogant eyes swept over the Miao Bing who was holding the troops to protect the master's house and said, "What a healthy man, I'll invite you to drink after taking off his weapons when I go to the yamen!"

The momentum cannot be lost!

The heroic young man with red mouth and white teeth in front of him will inherit the Yang family for seven hundred years in a few years. Then the position of the emperor in the southwest was taken into a deep ditch by him and he was doomed and his destructive power was extremely strong.

It cannot be discussed in vain.

"You are here to fight or drink?"

Chen Mu was a little arrogant and a little imposing. He choked Yang Yinglong and said the stuttering words just now. He was one head short in momentum, but Yang Yinglong was not afraid of Chen Mu. He simply put the Miao Knife into the sheath, "Who can fight if you can drink? It's not too late for you to come back!"

"Let's go, commander, please drink, let's go drink! Carry my wine vessel in!"

The Miao soldiers all stood up, and the spear, shield and giant crossbow were placed in a row on the outer wall of the Guya. Each of them came into the Guya with their carry-on knives. Chen Mu stood at the door, "The cannons entered the warehouse, and asked people to bring more wine. These people looked very good."

As he said that, Miao Bing lifted several small boxes from their carriage and entered the Weiya.

Chen Mu smiled at Deng Zilong and asked him if he had anything to do. Deng Zilong laughed loudly, patted his armor and said, "Can the little kid who doesn't know how rich he is, can he hurt me?"

"Go and drink and see what they come here."

Not long after the meeting, the flag army brought the wine jar. Chen Mu sat on the top and saw that there was a gold and silver plate of carved dragons and phoenixes on the snack table in front of Yang Yinglong. Chen Mu didn't know whether it was a gift from the court or a self-made man, but it opened his eyes.

"General Chen's house, this table is barely visible, and the other things are shabby!"

Yang Yinglong looked left and right, pointed and said Chen Mu's furnishings, and only the previous Qianhu, who had greedy tens of thousands of taels of silver, left a table, was a barely passing evaluation. The rest was not worth a smile for the little chieftain who had not yet succeeded to the throne, and said to Chen Mu casually: "I came out this time on my father's order to go to Fujian to find General Liu of Langshan. He has a son and a sister, and I want to become a marriage."

"But his son is not lucky and is too young. I just heard that General Chen made great contributions to the death pirates in Guangdong, so I'll take a look." Yang Yinglong drank a sip with a golden cup, frowned and put it down, and said with a tongue: "This wine has no taste. I heard that the general is asking for good materials to build ships again? Bozhou will provide the court with twenty fir hall pillars and good materials this year, and take one to the Nanyang Guard. I forgot how long it is, it seems to be twenty feet long, and it will be next year at most."

Yang Yinglong neither wanted to eat wine nor vegetables. While speaking, he looked around with a slight head and mind, as if he wanted to know more about Chen Mu. "Look at General Chen's talent, he has no female relatives at home. Have you ever married?"

"If not, I still have a sister, I'm in my Double Ten..."

Good morning, today is still the third update, but we will update two chapters first, and the third chapter will be updated tonight.
Chapter completed!